An excerpt from the forthcoming novel Atomic Sunrise.
by Raymond Buckland
Prologue
August, 1945
The heavily-laden, four-engine bomber droned on through the late afternoon sky, its four-bladed propellers cutting a path high above the Pacific Ocean toward its destination. On board, the emotionless navigator checked and re-checked his calculations, assuring himself that he had the craft on course. In the tail and in the upper and lower turrets, three pairs of eyes scanned the skies for any signs of enemy interceptors. All was clear.
The pilot and co-pilot perused their instruments, conscious of the fact that they were now less than an hour away from the all-important target. The flight engineer checked the engines and gear, making sure that the flying battleship would be a solid, smooth platform for the launching of the bomb. At a speed of four-and-a-half miles a minute, the bomb had to drop from a height of more than five miles and come within Read the rest of this entry »



